"It is important that thou shouldst refresh thy memory for a moment.

Look back fourteen years, mother; it is but yesterday to thee.

Thou dost remember the baby--a little muchacha thou broughtest me then--fourteen years ago ?" The old woman's eyes became intelligent, and turned with a quick look towards the open door of the church, and thence towards the choir.
The Padre made a motion of irritation.

"No, no! Thou dost not understand; thou dost not attend me.

Knowest thou of any mark of clothing, trinket, or amulet found upon the babe ?" The light of the old woman's eyes went out.